Warren snorted, “Yeah, remember what happened last time you attempted to flirt with his date? He was ready to eat your manhood like a sausage.”
“It would grow back,” Michael offered with a shrug.
“You two are sick,” Nick informed them and walked into his room, slamming the door behind him.
Warren and Michael looked at one another for a moment before giving each other a high five.
“Good one,” Warren praised. One of his favorite things about his best friend was his twisted sense of humor.
Michael’s grin widened. “I’ve been around a few hundred years… I know how to gross out some people.”
“Next time, come out of the closet and tell him you’re bi-s****l… that’ll get him going,” Warren offered, knowing it was a long running joke between them and a huge lie.
He’d been picking on Michael f
